Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 67 Tracking the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment
He changed his mask this time just to test it out, but he didn't expect the old man to recognize him at a glance.

In fact, the greater probability is that the time between the two meeting was too short. Within half a month, the memory of the immortal cultivator was still quite clear.

"Thank you, I wonder how many spiritual stones this information contains?" Taking the jade slip handed over by the old man, Mo Fan glanced inside with his spiritual consciousness.

"Senior, just give me ten spirit stones." Although he saw that Mo Fan didn't care about the price at all, the old man didn't dare to make a random quote.

The forces behind him are not afraid of Mo Fan, but he personally is.

In the Qi refining stage, opponents in the foundation building stage are inherently inferior.

"Well, very good!" After scanning the information in the jade slip, Mo Fan was very satisfied.

It not only accurately includes the time and place of the battle between the two sides, but also records the number of people and the approximate number of people in each realm.

The death situation that Mo Fan was most concerned about was also very clear.

What surprised Mo Fan was that the number and strength of both sides seemed to be about the same.

It was not as he imagined, just using all the strength of the sect to fight to the death, leaving him to pick up the corpses without thinking.

After reading this information, Mo Fan actually had a guess in his mind.

At present, it seems that the upper levels of both parties have reached a consensus.

Prepare to decide the ownership rights of the spiritual root disciples that day through this small-scale war.

Sure enough, as he had guessed later, the Nascent Soul stage monks from both sides were probably already sitting together drinking tea.

This is the most normal situation.

The one who can really determine the sect's movements is not the group of foundation-building stewards in the sect, nor the group of Jindan Patriarchs who only know how to retreat, but the Nascent Soul Ancestor behind the scenes.

At their level, they can't easily fight.

After finally living a thousand years of life, it is too late to enjoy it. How can I be willing to fight for life and death for a Tianlinggen disciple who has not yet grown up?

No wonder this matter was not mentioned in the original work. Both sides only dispatched one Golden Core Stage monk, which is not worthy of special mention.

This level of fighting is the most suitable for me now.

He was also afraid of a war in which the whole clan would really use all its strength.

If any golden elixir stage monk comes by then, he may not even know how he died.

Nowadays, both sides have only sent one Golden Core Stage monk to command and supervise the battle. The actual battles are mostly between Foundation Establishment Stage monks and Qi Refining Stage disciples. This is the most beneficial thing for him.

After figuring out the key, Mo Fan left ten spirit stones on the table and left quickly.

This battle wouldn't last long, and he had to hurry up and get there, otherwise he might not be able to drink the soup if he was late.

Controlling the top-level flying magic weapon, Mo Fan arrived at Qingsong Plain a few days later.

From a distance, he saw many monks around him who came to watch the fun.

Seeing this, Mo Fan was not surprised but happy.

He was worried before that he wouldn't be able to touch it, but now that so many people come to watch the show, it's convenient.

As he continued to get closer, the shouts of death became more intense.

When he was still ten miles away from the battlefield, Mo Fan had to stop.

Just because it is clearly marked not far ahead.

Mo Fan, who was hovering in the air, looked at the corpses lying scattered on the ground, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Not to mention the corpses of monks in the foundation-building stage, just let him pick up the corpses of disciples in the Qi-refining stage.

You must know that the Qi Refining Stage disciples who can be sent out to fight have basically entered the tenth level of Qi Refining.

Only when you reach the tenth level of Qi refining can you have the energy to practice tactics and spells and other means to increase your actual combat ability.

It was a pity that he could only see but not touch so many corpses.

Time flies, and half a day passes again.

Seeing that they could not help each other, the golden elixir monks from both sides who oversaw the battle issued truce orders one after another.

Looking at the corpses left behind after everyone on the field retreated, Mo Fan wailed in his heart.

He has experienced too many experiences on earth like this feeling of being able to only see but not touch.

Every night in the dead of night, I can only watch other people racing there through the screen.

I didn’t even think about traveling through time, but I could only look at it but not touch it.

When Mo Fan was extremely jealous, both sides of the truce began to send disciples to collect the bodies of the fallen disciples.

Seeing the corpses being put into storage bags, Mo Fan wished he could do the work for them.

Why can't I be the one who cleans the battlefield?

With this lesson in mind, he vowed that when the next demonic invasion comes, he will definitely find a position to clean up the battlefield.

I just don’t know if it would be a bit attention-grabbing if he, a monk in the foundation building stage, and a group of disciples in the Qi refining stage gathered the corpse together?Mo Fan suddenly thought with a guilty conscience.

No, I wasn't there to touch the corpse, so my fellow disciples who couldn't bear to see the corpses were just thrown into the wilderness like this.

What?You said that disciples in the Qi refining stage can also help them collect corpses?
Can a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage collect corpses as well as I, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage?
This is called respect!

Respect, understand?
Yes, that's it. I'm not touching the corpse, I'm giving them the last respect. Mo Fan keeps brainwashing himself.

Only if you believe first can others be convinced.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke if he, a monk in the foundation-building stage, suddenly ran to the battlefield and snatched the body from a group of monks in the Qi-refining stage?
While Mo Fan continued to brainwash himself, both sides also collected all the corpses on the battlefield and returned to their strongholds to tally the battle losses.

In this way, Mo Fan stayed here for three days.

Watching the number of people on both sides continue to decrease and decrease, his heart was bleeding.The other monks not far from him were filled with emotion that there were such kind-hearted people in the world.

Time passed little by little, and half a day later, the two sides finally entered the final moment of decisive battle.

Two Jindan monks rose into the sky and fought together.

To this day, both sides were already jealous and started fighting without sparing any effort.

At a distance of nearly ten miles, Mo Fan could still clearly feel the aftermath of the battle between the two Jindan monks, which surprised him.

To be honest, as a time traveler, he really didn't take these Jindan monks seriously.

Now that I feel the aftermath of their fight, I realize that I seemed a little drifting before.

The current self may be just a bigger ant in their eyes.

It seems that you still have to have a sense of awe in the future, so as not to accidentally collide with these golden elixir stage monks and kill yourself in advance.

As the golden elixir monks fought, the fight between the foundation-building stage monks and the Qi-refining stage disciples below also entered a fierce stage.

Whether he can pick up the corpse this time depends on this moment. Mo Fan stared straight ahead and prayed secretly in his heart.

Time passed by in a breath, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The two golden elixir monks above were gradually getting tired.

Looking at the two sides still fighting each other within a limited range on the plain, Mo Fan's dream of picking up corpses was gradually extinguished.

Looking at the foundation-building and qi-refining corpses lying on the ground, he wished he could rush over and grab a few of them and run away.

Too bad he didn't dare.

The war, even though it was only a small-scale war, was not something he, a monk in the early stages of foundation building, dared to intrude upon.

Otherwise, after entering, you will definitely be attacked by both sides at the same time, and you will not know how to die.

Another quarter of an hour later.

Maybe God sensed Mo Fan’s prayer.

Huangtian paid off, and Mo Fan, who had been waiting for three or four days, finally saw the opportunity.

On the battlefield, it seems that the Tianxing Sect can no longer withstand the offensive of the Soul Seizing Cult, and there are gradually signs of collapse.

A mid-stage foundation-building monk from Tianxing Sect no longer ignored military orders and turned around and ran away.

The direction of escape was obviously Mo Fan's side.

"How dare you! ~ Those who escaped during the war must extract their souls and refine their souls!" The Jindan monk from the Tianxing Sect above also quickly sensed the situation below and shouted angrily.

"Hahaha, brother Qi, why are you doing this? If he doesn't run away, his soul will be sucked out." After discovering this, the golden elixir monk from the Soul Seizing Sect laughed heartily and stopped the golden elixir monk from the Tianxing Sect who wanted to go down.

As he said, the Soul Seizing Cult, as its name suggests, is a demonic sect that seizes other people's souls to improve its own.

As long as the disciples of the Tianxing Sect die in the hands of the Soul Seizing Cult, it is almost impossible to escape the soul seizing.

If you escape and are caught, your soul will be stolen, and if you are killed directly, you will also have your soul stolen. There is no difference at all.

With someone taking the lead, the Tianxing Sect disciples who were already afraid of being killed immediately started a chain reaction and began to flee one after another.

Since then, the balance of victory has completely tilted towards the Soul Reaver Cult.

Both sides fled and chased.

In fact, if this was done among other sects, the war would cease at this time.

However, it was rare for the disciples of the Soul Seizing Sect to encounter such a good opportunity to seize a soul. They were reluctant to give up and hurriedly chased the frightened disciples of the Tianxing Sect.

The mid-stage foundation-building monk who escaped first was followed by two mid-stage foundation-building monks from the Soul-stealing Cult.

It's not that the two of them want to fight for each other, but it's because there are no restrictions in the mid-stage of foundation building and it's difficult to catch up and kill them if they run away in the middle stage of foundation building.

If the gap between the same levels was not too big and one party wanted to run away, it would be almost impossible for the other party to kill them alone.

Seeing the three people running away from him, Mo Fan hesitated and left the place where he was watching the battle without anyone noticing.

Although the cultivation of the three of them was higher than his own, he didn't have much fear.

Although his cultivation level is only half of that in the early stage of foundation building, his consciousness is almost equivalent to that in the middle stage of foundation building.

Coupled with his Taoguang body, it would be difficult for the three of them to discover him.

In addition, he has a top-level flying magic weapon, so there is no problem in running.

He also looked at the speed of several people just now, and they seemed to be slower than his own flying at full speed.

Without any worries, he was naturally unwilling to give up like this.

He waited for three or four days in vain, and it would be a disgrace to himself if he didn't pick up a better corpse.

Whether we can step into the middle stage of foundation building in one step depends on today.

With excitement, Mo Fan activated Tao Guang's body and followed him from a distance.

In fact, he didn't need to be so careful. The three people in front had no time to look back at this time.

With his Taoguang body and Qi condensation technique, the three of them would not be able to detect him with their spiritual consciousness alone without looking behind them with their naked eyes.

The few people chased him farther and farther, and in the blink of an eye they completely ran out of Qingsong Plain.

Half an hour later, the two members of the Soul Seizing Cult finally intercepted the mid-stage foundation-building monks of the Star Sect on that day above a forest.

"Two Taoist brothers, we have something to discuss. We are all chess pieces, so why fight and kill." Seeing that his way was blocked, the expression of the mid-stage foundation-building monk of Tianxing Sect changed and he forced a smile on his face at the two of them.

"It's okay if you don't fight. Just cooperate with my brothers and I will make you suffer a little bit later." A skinny soul-stealing sect foundation builder chuckled.

(End of this chapter)